Free At Last?
I have a job interview Monday! And for the last few days I've been a bit nervous (finding out you're one of two finalists can do that).
What I thought up was that some force inside me has been sabotaging me at interviews, and I had come up with the idea of making a list and trying to counter them.
Until I mentioned this to a group of my co-workers at FedEx. Who, after a lot of unraveling my idea, made me realize that I don't need to counter them--I need to mirror them.
For example, one of the odd ones I came up with was "Fear of Fatness"; the notion that I'm afraid that transitioning from manual labor to a desk job would cause me to gain weight. The "mirror" is: "You'll have more time on your hands. You can start studying Aikido more than once a week and may be able to join the 'Y'."
The one that's the easiest to counter is "Fear of Failure". There's no real failure condition here, I have a job (and a half).
But then I realized, the one thing that this, or any 8-5 job would give me, is freedom. The freedom to live the life I was meant to live--not the one I'm forced to now! The life where I can go and hang out in a coffeehouse, catch an indy film (or a hockey game), go to poetry readings and peace lectures. Basically, dare I say, become some sort of suburban bohemian.
And who says I have to live this life alone;)
So all I need to do is ace this interview. And with my mind focused on the positive--it may happen. As an author says "Your thoughts determine your actions"